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beyond Front Street, down there, He heard the sound of a
volley somewhere to the south—Mr* Sills again, he decided—
and an answering volley behind him to the west, much
nearer. That would he Air. Murdock coming up.

" I bet a lotta folks does sumthen tonight they ain't done
in a long time," one of the men said, and snickered.

"What's that?" another voice demanded.

" Pee in the bed."

There was laughter.

Then another voice: " Them puny little old six-guns ain't
nuthen. Just wait till they hear them warehouses go, and
then what!"

There was more laughter.

Then there was silence, the silence, all at once, of a sleeping
town. One of the horses pawed at the pavement, then stopped.
The arc-lamp above made a small, humming, empty sound.
The shadows of the horses and riders spread out blackly
around them on the pavement. The men were silent, as
though straining to listen.

A group of riders, a buggy, and several men on foot came
down Jefferson Street, from the north, and approached the
comer where Mr, Munn was. It was Mr. Murray's band,
which had waited to cut the wires, and the men they had
picked up as they came in. When Mr. Munn questioned the
men who had been picked up, they all, except the old man in
the buggy, seemed frightened, and protested that they had
been out so late just because they had to and that it had
nothing to do with what was going on, and they gave their
names in uncertain voices. But the old man was different.
He was furious and fearless. He was Doctor Potters he
shouted, and he had already been up half the night with a
patient, and he'd be damned if any gang of blackguards was
going to keep him from getting to bed.

Mr, Munn ordered two men to go with him and see Mm
home.

** I don't want them!" he shouted." I don't need protection.
Not from a gang of cowardly ruffians. You'll all be ia the